Chapter 9: Interview: Is delayed justice still justice? (……

Shen Jiang had just relaxed after chatting, but he pursed his lips and his expression suddenly became serious.

Her expression was unusually stern, her eyes fixed on the girl before her, and she spoke word by word, "Can you guarantee that you won't maliciously edit the video for traffic?"

Zi Ning was startled by her sudden surge of momentum and nodded unconsciously, "Of course."

But she felt that this didn't seem enough. She took out her student ID from her bag and said seriously, "This is my student ID. You can take a photo. I can also write you a letter of commitment, guaranteeing that I will edit the video according to today's interview truthfully. How about this, I can show you the video before I post it. If you think it's okay, I'll post it."

Chen Quan had a look of disapproval on his face behind the phone, but seeing that his companion was trying to argue, he opened his mouth but in the end said nothing.

Shen Jiang suddenly laughed, and her laughter came from the bottom of her heart, which stunned Zi Ning. It was the first time she saw this young lady laugh after coming in for so long. She looked so cute when she laughed.

Want to pinch.

Shen Jiang had been feeling down because of her morning dream, but now Zi Ning's warmth healed her. Although this girl looked mature, only a naive college student could put herself in danger just to reassure others.

Shen Jiang did not ask her to write a letter of guarantee, but still took a photo of her student ID. Once bitten by a snake, one will be afraid of ropes for ten years. Her own ending in the dream was so tragic that she was worried about it without being prepared.

Now, she can give these two children a big gift.

"The man who hurt my grandmother is called Shan Guosheng. His father did come here for treatment. The police have already arrested him. I can tell you everything I know."

Zi Ning was shocked. She hadn't expected her to bring up the issue so bluntly. But when did the police catch the perpetrator? Netizens were speculating that the medical troublemaker hadn't been apprehended for so long, perhaps fleeing abroad.

Shen Jiang continued to drop bombs: "My patients here have their medical records for the day recorded. Please take a look."

Zi Ning watched her take a thick notebook from the table. The outer cover was wrapped in cloth, which had an ancient charm.

Zi Ning was completely confused. She had no idea what this young lady was doing. She asked them to film the medical records directly, which meant that all netizens who watched the video would be allowed to judge together. This was too bold.

You have to know that the Internet will magnify certain things infinitely. You may feel wronged and complain about something online, but when netizens see it, they not only don’t sympathize with you but also call you weird. This is a typical case of self-destruction.

Chen Quan had no idea why Shen Jiang was doing this, but he knew this was going to be the biggest hit of their interview. Those internet celebrities who filmed videos of themselves causing trouble at hospitals were all famous, so their video might even make it to the front page.

Without saying a word, he held up his phone and brought it close to the text on the medical record. He also made a camera movement, passing by Zi Ning and holding it directly in front of the medical record book.

Chen Quan couldn't understand the bunch of professional terms above, but when he saw the line of notes, his eyes lit up and he quickly took a close-up of the line of words.

Zi Ning also saw it, and she said in surprise, "The patient's medicine was not dispensed here! So the patient got sick from taking it, and maybe he went to see another doctor outside to get a new prescription."

She said, with so many banners here, this doctor can't be a quack.

Chen Quan poured cold water on him: "But it's hard to tell when this was written, so it can't be used as evidence."

Shen Jiang: "I have the habit of saving the medical records for the day. These are for your convenience. There are also files from that day on the computer."

Zi Ning and Chen Quan looked at each other in surprise: Oh, they really came to the right place today!

Zi Ning guided the conversation: "It seems that this patient's accident may not be related to your grandmother."

Shen Jiang neither nodded nor shook his head. "The patient and his family insist that this is because of the prescription my grandmother gave him, so for now, we're not considering the possibility of him seeking treatment from someone else. Come on, do you understand this medical record?"

Zi Ning was very honest: "Sister, I am just a Chinese medicine enthusiast. I really can't understand such a complicated medical case. Just tell me directly."

Shen Jiang explained to them what true cold and false heat syndrome meant.

Zi Ning was completely overwhelmed. The theoretical knowledge of Traditional Chinese Medicine was far too complex for her, and the classical Chinese-like terms were increasingly obscure. Even someone like her, a TCM enthusiast, couldn't understand something like "pulse hidden below," let alone those online.

She couldn't understand why these symptoms turned into fever when they were clearly symptoms of a cold body.

Zi Ning: "Can we explain it in a more accessible way? Many netizens may not have had any experience with Traditional Chinese Medicine before and may not understand such complex theoretical knowledge."

Chen Quan chuckled, obviously understanding Zi Ning's implication: she didn't understand.

Zi Ning turned around and glared at him: Do you understand, kid?

When she found him filming with his phone, she quickly retracted her fierce gaze and instantly switched to a dignified smile.

Chen Quan scratched his head with his other hand. In fact, he didn't understand either.

Shen Jiang was amused by their interaction and laughed too. "It's normal not to understand, but if a Chinese medicine practitioner sees your video, he can learn a lot from it, so I said a few words."

Zi Ning seemed to understand, but she decided to keep this seemingly incomprehensible explanation. At this moment, she didn't know how valuable Shen Jiang's sharing would be in the future.

Shen Jiang smiled slyly. "Now, let's talk about something you can understand. There are two signs of heat in the body. One is that the patient's urine will be very yellow, and the other is that the patient does not like to drink hot water."

Zi Ning took the medical record book and compared it with the text on it, saying in a choked voice: "This patient's condition is exactly like this! He has a fever syndrome! Your grandmother's diagnosis of him is correct!"

Oh my god, if what this young lady said is true, then the doctors in this clinic are amazing! Zi Ning was excited. After the interview was over, she had to let the young lady take her pulse.

But Zi Ning felt something was amiss. "Wait, there's nothing wrong with the prescription your grandma wrote, and the patient got the medicine prepared outside. So it must be the medicine that's causing the problem! Why are they coming after your grandma?"

This is too shameless. Zi Ning resisted the urge to swear in front of the camera and clenched his fists.

Speaking of this, she couldn't help but feel a little sympathy for the old doctor who had the accident. The old man was too unlucky to have met such a family. The patient was willful and the patient's family was even more indiscriminate.

Shen Jiang thought, he was the one selling medicine, how could he possibly look for the cause in his own medicinal herbs.

She was directly saying that the medicinal herbs that Shan Guosheng gave to his father were problematic, and netizens simply couldn't believe it.

You have to know that in the dream, everyone was shocked just by knowing that the medicine Shangui was taking was prescribed by his grandmother. If they knew that the herbs came from Shan's herbal medicine store, the reaction would be even more intense than in the dream.

The dream had already told her the answer, and it was useless to insist on proving it herself.

She must wait and see, and find the most suitable opportunity to clear her grandmother's name.

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The interview is almost coming to an end.

Zi Ning wanted to tell the little sister that even if justice may come later, it will always come.

But she didn't say it in the end.

Is justice delayed really still justice?

Zi Ning had a conflicted look on his face, and it seemed difficult for him to give a positive answer to this question.

He simply instructed his younger brother Chen Quan: "Go, take pictures of those glass cabinets that have been smashed to pieces, as well as the silk banners on the floor and walls, and then edit them all in."

Chen Quan liked to see her bossing him around, so he went without saying a word.

Zi Ning looked at Shen Jiang's soft and sweet appearance, and when she thought about the fact that the two of them depended on each other to guard the clinic, she couldn't help but feel a little bitter. This sister looked like she was easy to bully, and she couldn't help but want to stand up for her and uphold "justice" for her.

By the way, she wanted to ask Sister Shen Jiang to take her pulse.

Zi Ning thought about it and didn't call Chen Quan over. Instead, he asked Shen Jiang alone: ​​"Doctor sister, can you take my pulse? I've been feeling very uncomfortable lately."

She spoke in a furtive tone, as if she was afraid of being overheard, which was very inconsistent with her domineering aura.

Shen Jiang did not refuse and asked her to sit on the other side of the table. She opened the drawer and took out a pulse pillow. She motioned Zi Ning to put her hand on it and told her not to tell her what disease she wanted to see, as she would take her pulse first.

Zi Ning: Wow, Sister Shen Jiang is making things difficult for herself.

"What are you doing?" Chen Quan poked his head out from behind. He had finished shooting those shots and was about to come over, but when he turned around, he saw that the two of them were actually doing something behind his back.

Seeing that it was Shen Jiang who was taking Zi Ning's pulse, he directly pointed the camera at the two of them.

Zi Ning was a little unhappy. How could Chen Quan be so unable to read other people's expressions?

Dr. Shen must be so nervous when he takes pictures of people directly like this.

Zi Ning's original plan was to have Shen Jiang take her pulse first. If it didn't work, she would just forget it. If it did, she would have Chen Quan take another shot.

As long as Dr. Shen has real talent, there’s no need to worry about whether she’s re-enacting a scene specifically for the camera; she’s not lying anyway.

Zi Ning had good intentions. Shen Jiang looked too young, especially with her cute baby face. It was hard to believe at first glance that she was a skilled Chinese medicine practitioner.

Old Chinese medicine practitioners, old Chinese medicine practitioners, they will become more popular as they get older.

Zi Ning wanted to help Ming Xin Tang, and her heart was completely tilted towards Shen Jiang and her grandmother. Especially when she heard that Shen Jiang's grandmother was still unconscious in the ICU, and looked at the clinic, which was in a mess, Zi Ning felt truly sympathetic towards the plight of the two.

She would post Shen Jiang's words online, and although some of them were difficult to understand, professional Chinese medicine practitioners could understand them. And what Shen Jiang said later was very easy to understand, even children could understand it.

If Shen Jiang can cure the disease that has troubled her for a long time, wouldn't that just prove that the doctors in Mingxin Hall are highly skilled?

Chen Quan had no idea what was going on in her mind, and he hadn't finished what he was saying yet.

Chen Quan held up the exquisite invitation in his hand, which he had just found in the corner, and said with great interest: "Doctor Shen, the city's Dragon Boat Festival free Chinese medicine clinic also invited you? Will you go then? Be sure to keep this invitation."

The Dragon Boat Festival is at the beginning of next month. It is already mid-May, and there is only half a month left.

Shen Jiang's eyes swept across the thin moonlit invitation letter, calm and without any ripples, "Don't disturb me."

When taking a pulse, a doctor needs a quiet environment to concentrate and calm down. Chen Quan interrupted her again and again, affecting her diagnosis of Zi Ning.

Zi Ning thought to himself, I am still nervous after all.

She made a decision in her heart: no matter what Shen Jiang said, as long as it was not too outrageous, she would say that Shen Jiang's pulse diagnosis was incredibly accurate.

Anyway, modern people have only a few common problems: spleen deficiency, kidney deficiency, hair loss, insomnia... I can guess a few of them.

Three minutes later, Shen Jiang asked Zining to stick out her tongue. Zining did so. She remembered that in the past, when doctors saw this, the diagnosis step was almost over.

As a result, Shen Jiang placed three fingers on her other wrist, lowered his eyes and continued to take her pulse.

Zi Ning was now somewhat regretting having Shen Jiang treat him. It was obvious that although Shen Jiang appeared calm, the constant checking of his pulse was a sign of inadequate practice. He could have given up on the last major question on the exam, but with Chen Quan's camera pointed at him, Dr. Shen couldn't admit he wasn't capable.

Another three minutes passed, and seeing that Shen Jiang hadn't finished taking her pulse, Zi Ning couldn't help but feel anxious for her. If he didn't help her at this time, was he still waiting to see her make a fool of herself?

What's more, the illness that Zi Ning wanted to see today was not easy to cure.

Zi Ning was just about to speak, ready to tell him all the ailments that he had mentioned when he saw a Chinese doctor in the past.

Shen Jiang interrupted her without any hesitation: "Why did your heartbeat suddenly speed up? Relax."

Zi Ning: “…”

Good boy, shouldn't this be her words to comfort Shen Jiang? How come she is comforting herself instead? She thought about it and decided to respect Shen Jiang's wishes without saying anything.

Chen Quan was originally holding up his phone to take pictures of the two of them, but they were both silent and didn't say anything. He thought it was foolish to just stare at them with his phone held up. So he simply took out his tripod and slowly filmed the two of them, while he retreated to the side to rest.

The extremely long minutes finally passed.

Shen Jiang withdrew his hand and began to examine the patient.

Zi Ning secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, it was finally over.

But with each question from Shen Jiang, Zi Ning's expression gradually turned into a dull nod. What was going on? Shen Jiang had been examining him for so long, wasn't it because he couldn't feel his pulse?

Who can tell her why Shen Jiang can describe his symptoms accurately?

To be precise, Shen Jiang did not actually directly assert what symptoms she had.

Instead, he asked her: "Are you constipated?" "Do you get acne often?" "Do you have dysmenorrhea? Is your menstrual flow heavy?..." Shen Jiang asked very detailed questions, some of which were so trivial that Zining herself ignored them.

Zi Ning wanted to kneel down before her. She had it, she had it all! How did Dr. Shen do it? Did she figure all this out just by taking her pulse?

When Shen Jiang began his consultation, Chen Quan sat by the tripod and watched. He saw Zi Ning's expression becoming increasingly dull and stupid, and he could only nod. This made Chen Quan so amused that he wanted to laugh but dared not.

You know what, the effect is really good.

This girl has been playing with self-media for so long that she has finally gotten the hang of it. She knows what kind of reactions will produce the best results. Just based on her acting skills, anyone who sees her can't help but say that this doctor is quite skilled.

Chen Quan didn't take Shen Jiang's words seriously. He felt that Chinese medicine only had a few phrases, like astrology: seemingly mysterious, but each one could be matched by most people. It was like a blind cat catching a dead mouse. And she was so young, she didn't look like someone who could heal.

As for Zi Ning, the way she looks at Shen Jiang is completely different now.

Shen Jiang recounted every single symptom she had shared with the Chinese doctor, recounting it in almost every detail. Some details were even more complete than what she had described herself.

Finally, Shen Jiang casually said, "That's right, you must have symptoms of rhinitis."

Zi Ning found it difficult to describe his shock at the moment; he just wanted to kneel down to Shen Jiang.

The problem that bothers her is rhinitis!

"Doctor Shen, you are so good, you must be able to cure rhinitis!" Zi Ning's eyes were shining as he stared at Shen Jiang.

She had previously seen numerous traditional Chinese medicine practitioners hoping to cure her long-standing rhinitis. Unfortunately, the prescriptions they prescribed were long, bitter, and ineffective, not as effective as Western medicine. Western medicine, however, was also limited in its effectiveness, only providing initial relief; she still had to rely on herself for the rest of the treatment.

Because of rhinitis, Zining is now familiar with all the nasal sprays. Budesonide nasal spray and azelastine hydrochloride nasal spray are her regular medicines. She also wrote an article on Xiaohongshu sharing medicines for rhinitis patients, which received a lot of likes.

Shen Jiang: "Your lung qi deficiency is actually just a superficial symptom. The underlying cause is insufficient vital energy and a weak spleen and stomach. As long as you regulate your spleen and stomach, your rhinitis will gradually heal."

Zi Ning nodded rapidly. This was the first time she had met such a great Chinese medicine doctor after curing the acne on her face. Now she was willing to listen to whatever Shen Jiang said.

When she first saw Shen Jiang, she thought she was just an ordinary girl. But now, she seemed to be a detached and superior boss.

It’s true that you can’t judge a book by its cover.

Zi Ning suddenly became curious about where this sister went to college.

Shen Jiang turned around and said to Chen Quan, who was watching the show behind his phone, "Young man, come here, I'll show you too."